Reborn World Novels & Stories

He had learned a lot in the space of a few breaths. He knew, just like Anna and Peter that their father had a unique skill. This was the skill called Perpetual Rebirth. This skill allowed the user to be reborn in the body of another, no matter how madly mutilated they were before they died. The downside was that you couldn’t personally select what body you would inherit. So you could end up as an old man, or as a newborn. It was even possible to find yourself back in the womb! Luckily it was quite picky too. Perpetual rebirth only picked targets with great strength and impressive talent. So even if you ended up in the body of an old man, it will be an old man with a great amount of talent. T

“You’d better give me a very good reason.” I took a deep breath. I contemplated telling him that I had been reborn, and I knew certain key events of the past, but I didn’t know how believable that would sound to him. “I have the ability to see glimpses of the future.” The words tasted strange on my tongue. It was a blatant lie, but I didn’t care. His expression didn’t change. “I can help you become the Alpha King,” I continued evenly. “In exchange, I want you to make me second only to you.”

“Where there is light, there will always be shadow. One cannot exist without the other. But there is beauty in balance.” She reached out, pressing her palm against Liora’s chest. A wave of silver fire spread through her, mending her wounds and stilling her sobs. “You will not bear this burden alone.” Scene 3: The Final Rebirth The earth rumbled. The Rebirth Moon split open like an egg, pouring rivers of liquid starlight across the land. Where it touched the dead, new life sprang forth—flowers blossomed from charred soil, wolves rose from their ashes, their wounds fading as their fur shimmered with streaks of gold and black.

"No way, I’m so happy! I’m not going home until I’m drunk tonight." The drunkenness spread to my cheeks, and all my words and emotions poured out. My body swayed unsteadily, and I draped my arm over Jason’s shoulder. "You don’t understand the joy of revenge, I’ve died once," I laughed loudly. "I was reborn. It’s a relieve to watch them being in chaos." "You’re drunk. You’re talking nonsense. How can someone be reborn? You’ve just started a new life." Jason pulled me into his arms.

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

"She’s... she’s turning the Grand Hall into a... a simulation node. We aren't in the North anymore. We’re in the Archive." The world didn't fade; it was overwritten. The basalt pillars of Rebirth City didn't crumble; they dissolved into thousands of perfect, silver-gray cubes that rearranged themselves into a clinical, white-tiled void. The orange glow of the lanterns was snuffed out, replaced by an overexposed, airless glare that left no room for shadows. Leo gasped, his small hands fisting into his singed peacoat. The gold static on his palms sputtered and died. He was standing in the center of the void, and suddenly, he wasn't alone.

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

Maxina Heart wasn't the McDonald's family's biological daughter. Their real daughter was long gone. She died at the hands of the human traffickers. Maxina shared the same name as their daughter, which was unlucky from the start. She had been with the traffickers for as long as she could remember. She didn't know her real parents. A year ago, the McDonald family mistakenly took her for their daughter and brought her home. Maxina wanted to see if they were worthy of the girl who was dead because of their mistake. They weren't. Maxina Heart died at the end of that year because her friend's family chose Karen, an adopted daughter who replaced the real Maxina. Now, she's back, and she

“I have a feeling we aren’t out of danger just yet, and we still need to get you free from the ice.’ As if on cue, the ground begins to shake again, and a deep rumbling sound fills the air. We look around frantically, trying to figure out what is happening, when suddenly, a huge creature bursts out of the ground, its massive body covered in scales and spikes. ‘What the hell is that?’ I exclaim, my eyes widening in horror. ‘A zombie dragon,’ Liam answers. ‘This is bad!’ I watch in awe as the zombie dragon spreads its wings and lets out a deafening roar. Its eyes are blood-red, and it looks at us like we’re nothing more than prey. I glance at Liam, who is now growling deep in his throat, his e

Just their new promised healed werewolf kingdom. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to enjoy the calm. A voice interrupted the quiet. “You’re doing it again.” “What's that?” He asked as he smiled. “Returning to the place of your rebirth,” she said. “Is that how you always know where to find me?” Lyon asked. “Let's just say it's never easy to stay away from where you were reborn.” Lyon looked back at the valley, the lands now filled with rebuilt homes, children running, wolves working side by side. A living testament to what they had all fought for.